The week of emotions
I tend to think in terms of weeks. Days are too short, and months are too long. But weeks are just right. When I lived in North Carolina, my favorite week was the first week of April, as the dogwoods…
Hopeful in spite of the facts
Hopeful in spite of the facts
I tend to think in terms of weeks. Days are too short, and months are too long. But weeks are just right. When I lived in North Carolina, my favorite week was the first week of April, as the dogwoods…
In October of 2020, my dad died from COVID. Dad was the Emergency Management Director of his county, and so he was constantly on the front lines, getting his rural community what they needed to get through this pandemic. Back…